After flirting with a rival

Shen Xingchi seemed to be really at ease.

Because of illness, even after eating light meals for a few days, I didn't yell anymore.

Taking medicine on time, getting enough sleep, eating a reasonable diet, and recovering quickly.

With no illness and light body, Shen Xingchi finished washing and stretched his waist toward the window.

After going downstairs, I greeted Aunt Mei, the maid who was still washing the vegetables: "Aunt Mei, I'm going out for a meeting."

The sound attracted several servants to probe together.

Aunt Mei: "Where are you going? Dinner will be served soon."

Shen Xingchi put on his sneakers: "Just go for a stroll outside and be back soon." These days he was always recuperating in bed, but he was overwhelmed.

After Shen Xing left late, the servants who were watching looked at each other tacitly, and continued to work with an unconcealable gossip look on their faces.

The servants and bodyguards in the villa were all integrated, and the news that Gu Jun took care of Shen Xingchi for one night reached the ears of every servant on the same day.Things were exactly as they thought, and the servants secretly rejoiced that they didn't show their temper to Shen Xingchi after Gu Jun left.The rich people's world is always changing, don't look at the young master Gu who was so fierce before, the two of them were blushing and desperate at any time, but when they got better, they wished they could be covered with the same quilt.The hearts of the servants are like mirrors, and those who are blamed will always be the low-level people.

No, since that night, Young Master Gu immediately released the young master's restraint and let him play around in and out of the villa. As long as he doesn't go too far and speaks gently and politely, every step of retreat is a step by step retreat, young master Sooner or later, it will be revealed in its original form.

The feeling of being able to come out is very good. The feeling of basking in the sun in the room is completely different from that of the outside. The dry smell and warmth are constantly surging, and the whole body is comfortable.

Shen Xingchi remembered Aunt Mei's words, and he didn't go very far, not to mention recovering from a serious illness, he felt tired after walking too much.After wandering around on the asphalt road with no one and no cars, he went back to the beach.When I went down, I took off my shoes on purpose, and countless sand grains squeezed back and forth with the movement, itching.Shen Xingchi kept picking up the sand with his feet, watching them fly with the wind, as boring and naive as a child.After playing for a while, he moved to the edge, and the blue sea water slowly rushed by. Shen Xingchi stood still, looking at the sky with only light clouds in the distance, facing nature in person, it was amazing, and felt that his long-suppressed soul was instantly liberated.No matter when, human beings are always small in front of nature.

Shen Xingchi licked his lips, he really wanted to smoke at the moment.This is also miraculous, people who are used to puffing clouds and smog in city A, can resist smoking and drinking for a long time on the island.Shen Xingchi took a deep breath of the humid air, forcing him to change his target.It's useless to think, although Gu Jun's mouth is itchy, Gu Jun won't give it to him.Subconsciously smacking his mouth, he turned his head and saw the room where Gu Jun lived, the windows were closed.

Shen Xingchi had a plan in mind, whoever lights the fire will put it out.

He came to the bottom of the villa, compared the distance, bent down to pick up small stones from the beach, and began to throw them on the window.

Again and again, jingling, ringing incessantly.

Shen Xingchi smashed harder and harder, according to Gu Jun's temperament, he would never pay attention to him - the black-haired man can guess who it is, who in the whole villa dares to smash his window so boringly and boldly.The stones in front of me were quickly smashed, and I ran to the distance to pick up another pile of stones and hug them to the spot.

After hitting aimlessly for a while, Shen Xingchi changed his target and started to hit one place. After three hits, he wanted to jump for joy. He didn't expect that it would be so exciting to hit a red heart.Bowing his head and counting the remaining stones, he picked up one of the best-shaped ones, swung his arms and twisted his neck seriously, as if he was going to do something big, Shen Xingchi took a big step forward, intending to fly away ——

The window that had been closed all along suddenly opened, and Gu Jun stood by the window expressionlessly.

So the handsome Fei Shi's movements were forced to stop, and he greeted stiffly, "Hi." Shen Xingchi smiled awkwardly, "Hello, Gu Jun, good morning."

"It's getting late." Gu Jun said in a deep voice, "It's time for lunch."

Shen Xingchi: "Oh really? Then I'll come back quickly."

He took the opportunity to slip away and threw away all the remaining stones in his hands.

"Shen Xingchi." Gu Jun stopped him, "Why did you keep smashing my window just now?"

Shen Xingchi blinked his eyes: "Who?"

Gu Jun was determined: "You."

"Me? I didn't." To prove his innocence, he stretched out his hands and shook them, "Probably your illusion."

After finishing speaking, before Gu Jun could speak, he left the beach first.

Gu Jun watched him run with his bare feet, he was so anxious that he even forgot to take his shoes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he laughed.

Little liar.

Leaving aside the premise of being rivals in love, two people have the conditions to become the closest friends. They grew up together, went to the same school, went out all the time together, fought in groups, bickered, went on wild trips, took vacations, and neither side showed mercy at every stage of growth. He stomped hard on the ground and came in, even though the contact point on the way was Gu Wan.

So it is not surprising that there will be any changes between them.

When Gu Jun went downstairs, Shen Xingchi, who had slipped away early, was sitting on the sofa in the hall, with his legs up and down, without any appearance of running away in a panic, pretending to be a big-tailed wolf with a belly full of bad water.

To be honest, they used to only quarrel when they were together, and Gu Jun felt that Shen Xingchi, who had calmed down and realized it, was very fresh, as if it was changing every day, every moment, every second, refreshing the original feelings about Shen Xingchi in his mind. impression.

As he got closer, he heard the young master humming a ditty, revealing some kind of bluff.

"Have you got your shoes back?"

Shen Xingchi raised his head with a dazed expression, he didn't expect that Gu Jun would clung to this topic.

"What..." His voice became hoarse, he coughed busyly, and said again, "What shoes?"

Gu Jun stopped talking, feeling a sense of pleasure in breaking Shen Xingchi's pretense.After explaining to the kitchen that the lunch had been delivered to the study, he turned around and went upstairs slowly.

After Gu Jun left, Shen Xingchi changed his casual sitting posture, the sand grains on the soles of his feet were not completely wiped off, and he felt uncomfortable.What shoes?He looked left and right, but he didn't see it at all, and he couldn't remember it.

It's hard to guess what Young Master Gu was thinking, Shen Xingchi complained silently, not intending to care about it, and walked to the bathroom with his slippers on.

study.

When I get busy, I get dizzy.

The things to be dealt with a few days ago were delayed by Shen Xingchi, but today they looked like a hill.Gu Jun pressed his sore neck, closed the computer and took off his glasses.Night falls outside the window, with a few scattered stars.

His mind relaxed a little, and the exhaustion after frantic work surged up impatiently.

He slumped on the swivel chair, turned around unconsciously, and heard the slight rattle of the swivel chair.

The door opened with a creaking sound, Gu Jun stopped, sat up straight, and looked up.

The person who came was Shen Xingchi, with half an apple in his mouth, a transparent plate in his hand, and he stepped in with one foot.

"Stop pretending." Because of Apple, his speech was unclear and blurred, "I saw it."

Gu Jun pursed his lips, took the pen and twirled it between his fingers, breaking down the embarrassment: "Who let you in? Shouldn't you knock on the door first when entering someone else's room?"

Shen Xingchi rolled his eyes, pushed the door perfunctorily with his elbow holding the plate, and walked in without waiting for Gu Jun to speak.

"This is the rabbit apple that Aunt Mei made for you."

He put the plate on the table and pushed the important papers aside.

Gu Jun had no choice but to tidy up the documents so as not to get wet with water.Glancing at the so-called rabbit apples, the front row is exquisite, small, and extremely cute. The bright red apple skins cut into long ears of rabbits set off the snow-white flesh underneath.In the back row, the first few can still be seen, but they are of different sizes and obesity, and the last few are simply crooked and dancing, comparable to ghosts.

Shen Xingchi was triumphant: "Here, what I did later, how is it? It's not bad."

Gu Jun glanced at the second half of the row that did not arouse his appetite at all, and changed the subject: "Why do you want to do it?"

Shen Xingchi: "I'm bored, I'm interested, there are so many reasons. If you give me some money or a mobile phone, I can definitely play more advanced."

Gu Jun chuckled, and said lightly, "It's a good idea."

Shen Xing cut his voice, bit an apple and continued to wander around Gu Jun's room: "It's my first time here, hey, why do I feel that this room is bigger than my room?"

Gu Jun: "Is there anything else you need?"

Shen Xingchi: "Can't you stay if you have nothing to do? You've been working for so long, it's time to take a break."

He touched this and that for a while, and frowned, looking at the books on the bookshelf inscrutably, and finally wandered to the bedside, bent over and pressed it, "Damn it." He said, "It's not Fair enough, why is your bed so soft?"

Not reconciled, I sat up, and finally developed into lying down directly, with my limbs swinging up and down like paddling water.

Gu Jun couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over to lift him up.

"Damn." Shen Xingchi continued to complain, "It's so fucking soft, soft and big, Mr. Gu, can you be reasonable and fair? My bed is just a broken board, and it hurts after sleeping for a long time. I don't believe you Look, there are still pressed green marks here."

He grabbed Gu Jun's hand and guided him to touch the blue mark on his back that might not be visible to the naked eye. Gu Jun shook it off in disgust, and warned: "I'll think about it when you stop swearing."

Shen Xingchi: "Hey, it's as if you've never mentioned it before."

Gu Jun ignored it and pushed him away from the big bed.

Shen Xingchi still didn't intend to leave, he found a rocking chair from somewhere, biting an apple, moved his hands to the opposite of Gu Jun, put it down in front of the bookshelf, sat down, shook it, gnawed on the apple, and commented wantonly on the book, not at all Happy.

Thus, the sound of the rocking chair turning, the sound of eating an apple, and Shen Xingchi's voice echoed each other in the whole room, and there was a non-stop quarrel.

Gu Jun couldn't bear it anymore, even if he was a workaholic, he couldn't concentrate on his work in such a noisy environment.

The man looked up at Shen Xingchi.

Shen Xingchi, who had his back to Gu Jun, seemed to sense it, and suddenly stopped biting the apple, turned his head and looked at him, his dark and bright eyes were round.Seeing this appearance for no reason, Gu Jun suddenly couldn't utter the words that meant reprimand.

Shen Xingchi: "Are you noisy?"

The other party was so honest, Gu Jun opened his mouth, but didn't know whether to speak directly or to be polite and perfunctory.

"That can't be helped." Shen Xingchi walked down the steps by himself, "My mouth is very itchy."

Gu Jun was puzzled.

Shen Xingchi bit off the last bit of flesh, and threw the core into the trash can at Gu Jun's feet.The core of the fruit is like a parabola, and it hits the red heart.Gu Jun frowned, feeling a little dissatisfied with his rash behavior.

Shen Xingchi chuckled, and said embarrassedly, "I just want to smoke one."

Gu Jun said decisively, "I don't like the smell of smoke."

"I understand, I understand, you're the boss here." Shen Xingchi made an OK gesture, and then swayed on the rocking chair.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Gu Jun looked down at the documents, and for a moment, as if thinking of something, he stretched out his hand and opened the cabinet next to him.Sure enough, he took it out and threw it to Shen Xingchi.

Shen Xingchi caught it with both hands, and shouted, "Hidden weapon!" With his palms open, there were several beautifully packaged candies.

Gu Jun explained: "I heard that eating candy can stop the desire to smoke, try it."

"How is it possible?" Shen Xingchi muttered, but without stopping, he peeled off one of them and threw it into his mouth.

The thick sweetness spread in the mouth in an instant, completely covering the apple he just ate. Shen Xingchi was almost swallowed by the sweetness, it still tasted like peaches.

He pushed the candy around his mouth with his tongue in disgust: "Why do you have candy?"

Gu Jun: "It was put on the plate when the servant delivered lunch at noon."

Shen Xingchi: "That's Aunt Mei."

Gu Jun didn't care, and said oh, Shen Xingchi grinned.

After a while, the man glanced at the clock: "You should go..." Slowly, he realized a little bit of meaning, and looked at Shen Xingchi strangely.

"What are you doing..." Shen Xingchi was filled with guilt, no matter whether Gu Jun replied or not, he took the initiative to lie on the rocking chair and turned his back, pretending not to hear.

In fact, Gu Jun guessed right, Shen Xingchi did so much and dragged on for so long, just because he wanted to hang on.Shen Xingchi himself couldn't understand this kind of mentality. Ever since Gu Jun stayed by his side when he was sick, he was inexplicably obsessed with the feeling of being accompanied.It seems to make up for always being alone at home when I was a child. Once I get in touch, I can't get rid of it easily, whether physically or mentally.

Like a heavy addict.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel Rui Xi for feeding mines*1

Thank you little angel for feeding nutrient solution with freshly squeezed fruit juice*2

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